So sultry, sensual and beautiful. A totally fitness nut, Jen could, and would, fuck for hours. She was incredible. Things were getting out of hand, th...ough, and there were close calls. The time I just walked out their front door after being with Jen and Tom drove up, then knowing she was home, just steps away, Tom gave me a blowjob on the side of their house. The time when out to dinner, my girlfriend, Tom, Jen and I, and Jen grabbed me and kissed me outside the rest rooms, then going in, Tom. But pleasure does.”“Pleasure is superior,” I said with some smug delight.The queen rolled her eyes. “You are still so young. The world is never so black and white. One thing is never always better than another. Pleasure and pain, denial and excess. These are all tools. You have to know which is the right motivator to use to be a successful dominatrix, Lasla. I can feel that ambition. You take joy in dominating your brother’s slaves. In shaping the women he encounters to please him.”“I do,” I. I remained passiveand receptive to his power - just as he'd taught me to be. We kissedlike that forever. We kissed like that for a moment. It didn't matter.I loved every bit of it.He pulled away, brushed my hair back a bit, and told me "Your all minenow. Now is when I really start with you. Now is when your voyagebegins. Be good, be strong, submit to me, and I'll make you every bitthe sissy you want to be. Every bit the sissy I want you to be. Submitto me and I will transform you into a perfect. Oh yes, and wearing a too small for him black tee-shirt with "Life's a Beach" on the front in yellow lettering. Could a person look more ridiculous?"Oooo! ... is that because of me, darling?" she grinned, looking down at his cock."Yeah, baby girl," he groaned. "God I want you, Melissa!"Melissa moved closer to Derek, reached down and ran a finger teasingly up and down the side of his cock. "Oooo, so hard!" she giggled. The way she was leaning forward, her top had gaped open and her tits were.